So what is “The Platt House”, a Missouri narco-home, for profiting from literature made by duplicating the profile of Silvia Platt, a drug user pursuing a profitable major in Amherst, murdered by gay men and lesbian women, poising her as a false profile of a struggling artist with mental illness defrauded by gays and lesbians claiming her a homosexual for being their victim, the behavior of dogs and canines marking territory with feces, phlegm, urine, or bile, an Egyptian-Coptic, or alternately, a Missouri literature trade benefitting financially from psychiatric research for corrections programs for men and women like Platt under the profile of those literatis recruited to be the hazers and pigs and snitches, the gays and lesbians in campus enforcement?
I’ll go into my story.
She was a productive, intelligent individual, but she hit a wall in her career when education ended and the actual placement in the top position of promotion of responsibility happened.
She thought she was mentally ill, and checked herself into the hospital.
All she did was develop empathy, and come out of college.
But she thought she was insane.
I picked up government theory meant for hundreds of people planning, as one person, freshman year of college, with my history and economics classes, my prime pair of majors or minors or concentration options, for futures overseas, in Latin American and the Middle East, oil and coal, the energy supply concentration in resource economics.
Then I went to a warehouse, and had to treat everyone, as if they were in an academic economic situation.
I tried running the Pentagon, from a picker position at a warehouse for umbrellas and raincoats, and went to the hospital on my father’s orders, when I turned into a homicidal personality, nicknamed ‘The General’ by Ryan Gregson, a cocaine dealer at his campus, who did the same thing to himself, but in insurance numbers.
I figured out how to move a half bag of marijuana, about a hundred bucks worth, twice in five days, every week, for three months, a pork bellies trade on a coal town,
The key is defrauding the shipper and handler fee, on the pork, so they think they’re eating the uncooked product, but the money stays in exchequer, since it’s still on the truck.
They have to think they’re breaking even, by eating the bacon they’re shipping, even though it’s dead hog, for a slaughter break house.
That way, they still have the money, and the receiver, still has the pig
You have to sell them, as a pamphleteer service, missionary texts of the Catholic Church.
At least I managed to shut down the Missouri narco-program out of UMass-Amherst, running out of the Platt House.
It’s still there, but now it’s on police record that heroin bombs are the means of mysterious overdoses from drinking heroin when corrections deputies kill you from the literati parasites profiting off of work without payment, legal under law, but that’s not the claimed point of the Platt House, either, as a civil rights organization, civil rights illegal if being pursued, otherwise it isn’t an issue to be argued or pursued; there’s no point to it, but financial profit, within the law.
The Platt murder, is a break-in, with an opiate smoked in your apartment.
The Platt House, is a bargain raising scheme, to get people resembling Silva Platt’s profile, a drug user college student studying a profitable science, to turn into a writer and kill them, as Silvia Platt’s bullies, the people recruited for the program that profit financially.
Silvia Platt was marked homosexual for being a vicacious heterosexual homophobic female, an ideal wife, pursuing a monetarily profitable science, killed by homosexuals and cops out of Midwestern philosophy, mimicking the Catholic Church’s method of Canonization, taking an anti-Semite, a gay or lesbian, and martyring them as the Church’s mutual enemies having done so, then Canonized for profiling children to spot homosexuals, having planted inappropriate Patron Saints on a Confirmed child, to hunt them later, at live sport.
The problem is, that homosexual, is lies, abuse, manipulation, power words, shame inducement, and despair, hopelessness, and poverty, induced by gays and lesbians, not suffered by them, those being the victims of any beaten animal, gays and lesbians torturing pets to practice on humans, vicious, sick depraved monsters, animal humans, that pack and mutter and seeth and hiss, like dogs, living filth, preying on others and their own families, in incestuous force and approach, covered by southern psychiatry as ‘adjustment’ or ‘sublimation’ or ‘transference’, some other Freudian term of fixation on someone else’s private habits.
Silvia Platt, would’ve made a fine economist.